"
"That is the way it strikes me," answered Phil, with a
pleasant smile.
"Disperse the crowd. Keep half a dozen men on duty here, and, if
there is any further disturbance, lock them all up."
"Thank you," said Phil, edging near the lieutenant. "And, now
that the matter is all settled, if you will call at the Sparling
advance car this afternoon, at five o'clock, I shall be happy to
furnish you with tickets for yourself and family. That is not a
bribe, because we have got the matter all straightened out."
The lieutenant smiled.
"I'll do it," he said. "Five o'clock, you say?"
"Yes."
"Now, get out of here, the whole crowd of you. And you, young
fellow," indicating the manager of the canary rival, "if you
create any further disturbance in this town, you'll go to the
cooler, and stay there. Do you understand?"
The rival manager tried to protest, but the lieutenant started
for him.
"I want my money!" he shouted.
"Come and get it. I don't want your money."
"I told you that before," called the storekeeper.
"Go, get your money, and get out of here!" commanded
the lieutenant.
Crestfallen and now thoroughly subdued, the manager of the canary
car made his way through the crowd; his money was thrust into his
hands; then, calling upon his men to follow him, he hurried away.
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